Party Time Country Style

Trip Start Jun 16, 2010
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Trip End Aug 18, 2010


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Horse Ranch Haven

Flag of Poland  , Silesian Voivodeship,
Saturday, August 14, 2010

Our last full day in Bełsznica… I can't believe how fast time flies. We had so much fun here and we rested so completely that it is difficult to think about going back to reality.

But before we leave, we have a Village Festival to experience. From the very morning the atmosphere at the house was charged with excitement. First, we watched the volleyball game betweenWe cleaned the house and made obiad/lunch before our hosts returned from their vacation. I took a nap, a dangerous habit I developed in this heaven, and was awaken by millions (or so) of loud and obnoxious voices. Turns out the family of our hosts came with their two "spirited" boys and soon after arrived Iza and Darek with their son and daughter. All kids were running outside playing robbers, “shooting” stick-guns, and screaming bloody murder. Thankfully, it was time to get all dolled up and leave for the festival. Darek, our host, and his band were the entertainment for the evening so we couldn’t be late.

A Village Festival is a very special affair. Everybody ages 0 to 100 comes to eat, drink, play games, and dance. Kids have a trampoline, inflated slides, go-carts, and the “every-ticket-wins” lottery. Adults have kiełbasa and blood sausage from the fire, cheese, poppy, and apple strudel, “win-a-bottle-of-vodka” ruffle, and a river of beer. All villagers don their most decent party clothes and gather at long tables under huge tents. Since they ALL know each other the atmosphere is very friendly, after a few beers even too friendly…

As soon as the band started playing the first tune, couples charged to the dance-asphalt. People of all ages danced to every song, fast or slow, and weren’t very happy when the band took their 10-minute breaks. The later it got, the more cheerful the crowd got. Vanya couldn’t believe how great teenagers here are at dancing with girls. They dance something of a West Side Swing and adjust it to fit any rhythm. I used to be pretty good at that but it took several dances to remind my feet what to do. Marek is a fantastic dancer but there were too many ladies ready to dance, and his foot hurt after being punctured by a nail earlier in the day. He did the best he could, until other village Astaires started scooping us up. I didn’t have this much fun in years! When midnight came, all muscles in my body hurt and I didn’t resist when Ania called us to the car. I’m going to sleep like a baby!

Before calling it a night we sat down to chat a little and take a look at the pictures. What great company!

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